Carl Sandburg

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.

Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.

A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.

A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the read more

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?

I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.

I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.